Chapter 22

                                    

                                          
From the inside all the cultivators could hear was swords clashing and people screaming. They are slowly starting to realise that things are serious and that these people didn't come here to listen or participate in a trial. No they came here to serve out judgment to those who have wronged Wei Wuxian and they all are guilty. They all called for his blood, his life. They called themselves righteous but weren't they the ones who killed the innocent. In this life they had nothing against him and yet they did it again. 
Without evidence they came out and called for his head and now they will be the ones who will pay with their lives. Some thought to themselves. Why didn't we stayed home. Why did we once again followed the masses. Why did we once again listen to Jin Guangshan and his son with the silver tongue. They wondered if they could count on Wei Wuxian good heart if they asked for mercy. He always was someone with a good heart. Always standing up for the innocent but are they. Will he speak up for them or even Lan Wanji.
The six of them stood in silence. Uncaring of what's happening outside. They know these people would do or say anything to save themselves. They do not care about the next person. Their A-Ying and A-Zhan means more to them and if they have to burn their sects to the ground they would do it without any second thought. If Jin Guangshan and Jin Guangyao for a moment thought that these men would deliver Wei Wuxian to them they now realise that they were greatly mistaken. It seems that today would be their last day.
Jiang Cheng and his mother were stil seething with hatred and anger. He was not supposed to be this strong.
Jiang Cheng thought to himself. I can use jie jies name his affection and love for her. He just need to get close enough to stab his sword straight through his heart. He doesn't care if he dies as long as he kill that bastard first. But he forget that Wei Ying knows him beter then he knows himself. 
" Wei Wuxian did you forget what my sister did for you. What she had sacrifice for you".
With every word he took a step towards Wei Ying.
" She gave her life for you. She treated you as her own brother. "
He kept on advancing towards Wei Ying. The whole hall hold their breaths watching to see what would happen between the two who once was as close as brothers. Wei Ying lean his head to the side as he watches Jiang Cheng walking towards him. Lan Zhan move closer to him. Wen Qing let three needles slide from her sleeve into her hand keeping it concealed from anyone's eyes. Jiang Cheng ignored Lan Zhan and kept on walking towards Wei Ying. 
" Tell me Wei Wuxian wasn't she your family too". 
When he was close enough and before Wei Ying could even answer him. He pull his sword from its scabbard and lunge at him. He did not even get the chance to stab Wei Ying. Bichen went straight through his heart killing him instantly. His body fell to the floor in a heap. 
Madame Yu jump up. Running towards her sons body. The whole hall looked on in horror. Madame Yu cried holding her son she looked at Wei Ying with so much hatred in her eyes. She stood up and stabbing her finger at him. 
" You, you are nothing but a curse on our lives. I should've killed you the day fengmian brought you to my home. I never should've let you near my children. You destroyed my family my sect. I hate you so much."
She screamed into Wei Ying's face. Wen Qing just had about enough. As a doctor she knows what to do and  where to stuck her needles. 
She move quickly and place her needles in all the fatal places. Madame Yu died before she could say or do anything more. The doors opened and the four season manor disciples came walking in standing on either sides of the hall. The screams from outside have long been quiet and nobody haven't even noticed it not with what's happening right in front of them. 
Nobody says anything to scared to talk. To scared to attract any attention towards them. They have wasted enough time and energy on these people. Kexing flip his ivory fan open and hold it in front of him. Zishu slide  Biayi from his waist. Ye Biayi took  dragons back out. Wei Ying unsheave subian. Bichen is still drawn and Wen Qing slide more needles from her sleeve. All of them even the disciples took on their fighting stance. The cultivators draw there swords. Jin Guangshan tried to slip away but was stopped by a disciple the same goes for Jin Guangyao. The only one Wei Ying allowed to leave was Jin Zixuan. He maybe a peacock but Yanli loves him and he did loved her before. He believe they could be happy without outside sources influence. Lan Zhan squeeze his hand and he looked at him. Then Lan Zhan took his face between his two hands and kiss him passionately. Wen Qing looked at them and said.
" Really you going to do this now. You are aware that we are about to fight with these morons. 
So get finished I want this to be over I want to go home. I need to wash the stink of my body". 
The two pulled away and Wei Ying laughed. 
" Wen Qing are you perhaps jealous". 
He asked. 
" You do know I have needles and I know how to use it right". 
She answered. Wei Ying mouth snap shut and he just pout. 
" So are we going to do this or not?".
He asked. 
The fighting started in earnest. The four moves like the wind bodies fall left and right. Master Ye used his qi to push and the flat side of his sword bringing carnage. Jin Guangshan was beheaded by Wei Ying with one smooth move with subian. Jin Guangyao tried to use a sneak attack but Wen Qing took care of him with her needles. Sect Leader Jiang was skin alive and very painfully by Kexing. Zishu slit sect Leader yoa throat. Lan Zhan killed she shu by first cutting of his arm and then his head. Wei Ying slowly made his way towards Jin Jixun almost stalking him. 
He grab him by neck and threw him on the floor. He took one of the Jin flags and drove it through his stomach. He scream and pleaded for his life. Then he took subian and cut out his tongue. Making him gurgling on his own blood. Then he drove his sword straight threw his forehead right where his vermillion red dot is. 
The disciples made sure that no one escape the hall. Blocking anyone who tries to escape. The six move through them as if they were nothing. When the screams died down they finally stopped. Looked around and walked straight out the door. Their clothes drenched in blood but they did not care their job is done. 
The boys were safe. The Wens were safe. Nothing else matter anymore. No one come after their boys and live to tell their tale. They descended the stairs and just looked at the bodies who laid dead. Making their way home. Jin Zixuan and his mother took to their swords and made their way to lotus pier to inform Yanli of the death of her family. For all they care the three jins who died can bury themselves. 
The End.